The Wanshui Guardian Formation dissipated, and even the life essence was almost drained away. Huang Zaishen and the five others, who were completely exhausted, knelt on the ground.
Finally, someone brave enough from the Huang family rushed over, blocked Huang Zaishen and the five others behind them, and glared at Yi Ran.
"You thief, how dare you destroy my Huang family's protective formation, how dare you attack my head, the Huang family's head!"
There was no hatred in the eyes of the young man, only sadness. He didn't recognize Yi Ran but was just sad for the pale Huang Zaishen.
"Young Master, come back quickly!"
The three servant-looking men looked at the young man who was fearless due to ignorance. Finally, they walked out because of their loyalty and blocked the young man behind their not-so-wide backs.
But whether it was the young man in front of him or the three servants, their cultivation was too insignificant.
On the contrary, according to Yiran's perception, there are still several powerful qi machines in the Huang family that have reached the spiritual level, but they are unable to shrink away and tremble in their own shells.
Yiran looked at the young man below, calmed down a little and asked:
"Do you know who I am?"
The young man held his head high and said aggressively:
"You are the bad guy who hurt my grandfathers!"
"Then do you want to avenge your grandfathers?" Yiran continued to ask.
The young man thought for a moment and said:
"I can't beat you!"
"What about when you become stronger?"
The young man thought again and finally answered:
"When I become stronger, I won't let you hurt others again!"
The young man's tone was very firm, but everyone in the Huang family knew that this young man named Huang Zailian was just a sideline child with low talent and who was not valued at all.
Even the three servants in front of Huang Zailian knew very well that Huang Zailian was not qualified to compare with Huang Zaihe and Huang Zailong, let alone the adult in the sky!
But they didn't understand why the man in the sky asked, and they didn't know that their young master had such low ambitions that he couldn't even say harsh words about revenge.
But the three of them were also happy. If Huang Zailian really wanted to take revenge, they might all die here.
Yiran looked at Huang Zailian with a slight smile in his eyes.
Compared to those who were hiding in the house and dared not come out, it was in this young man that Yiran could see the need for the Huang family to continue to exist.
Yiran looked at the three loyal servants, waved his hands and said:
"Take this young master with you, I'll leave you a way to live."
However, Huang Zailian stubbornly did not move, pursed her lips and glared at Yiran without saying a word.
So Yiran also turned his gaze to Huang Zailian and said very calmly:
"Those who kill will always be killed. Huang Zaishen and the elders of the Huang family once hunted me down, and they even made things difficult for young practitioners from outside regardless of their status, so they must die!"
"As for you, if you can grow up one day, you can also choose to avenge your elders, but now, you are not even qualified to have such an idea."
With that said, Yiran flicked his middle finger and shot out an extremely weak energy to hit Huang Zailian's forehead.
But Huang Zailian only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and she passed out without even having time to notice the pain.
Yiran looked at the three servants with great indifference and said:
"Take him away and leave a heir for your Huang family."
The hands of the three people holding the long knife suddenly trembled. One of them put away the long knife and turned around to hug Huang Zailian. The other two still held the long knife and glared at Yiran.
Although they all understood that whether they took the knife or not looked at Yiran, it would not make the slightest difference in the outcome, but the knife in their hands would still give them a hint of courage.
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Just as the three of them disappeared into the yard with Huang Zailian in their arms, a sound like a bell came from a very far distance:
"I heard from afar that someone was brazenly planning to destroy my Huang family. How come that at such a young age, people started to learn the magic way and destroy all the people in the family?"
As soon as the sound fell into Yiran's ears, two figures came from a distance.
When they stood facing Yi Ran, the old man with white hair continued to speak:
"Who are you? What grudges do you have with my Huang family? You need to fight and kill them at every turn!"
Yiran looked at the graceful old man in front of him without any respect and said:
"Are you the ancestor of the Huang family?"
The old man replied:
"It is this king!"
"It's just that you haven't answered my question yet!"
Yiran continued:
"Four years ago, Huang Zaishen and the elders of your Huang family chased me to Linjiang City."
"Four years later, the Huang family will transfer their hatred to all young monks from outside because of the grudge they had four years ago."
"On these two points alone, Huang Zaishen and others should die, and the Huang family should be destroyed!"
The old man suddenly clapped his hands and said whether it was mocking or sincere praise:
"I was able to escape from these losers four years ago. I really have some confidence."
"It's just that in the past hundreds of years, no one has dared to talk to me, Huang Jue, for a long time!"
"I can understand that you kill these useless people, but how should you settle the account of disrespecting me by destroying my Huang family's formation?"
Hearing this, Yi Ran laughed sarcastically:
"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. They are acting in such an exaggerated manner. Most of them were taught by you."
"Since you are the same as them, what else is there to respect? Is it because you have lived for hundreds of years and are still alive?"
Huang Juetian's face suddenly darkened, and with a wave of his arm, he brought up a wave of air and slashed towards Yiran.
"Junior, you have made me angry, so please stay here today."
"Staying in the city as your destination is better than the corpse wilderness."
Yiran stretched out his hand, and the air wave stopped in front of Yiran. As he clenched his fingers like a hook, the air wave immediately shattered.
But Yiran ignored Huang Juetian's temptation, and instead looked at the person who came with Huang Juetian.
From him, Yiran could clearly feel the aura of the mid-stage king.
As a king, especially a king whose cultivation level is much higher than that of Yi Ran, he should be able to hide his aura very well.
The reason why Yi Ran could see it at a glance was because he had just made a breakthrough and his aura was still a little empty.
However, no matter how vain he is, he is still the king in the mid-term.
So before really breaking up, Yiran still wanted to ask about the situation and get to know the other person's background.
Yiran cupped his fists at that person and said:
"I don't know what to call this senior, and what does he have to do with the Huang family?"
"This king is Guo Juling, the ancestor of the royal family. Huang Juetian is visiting me as a guest. After sensing the strange movement in the city, he and this old ghost came over to see the situation."
"Since it is a personal grudge between you, I will not take action, little friend, please rest assured!"
Guo Juling looked at Yiran with sincere eyes, as if what he said was absolutely true and not false at all.
Yiran clasped his fists and bowed to Guo Juling again, and then said with respect:
"Thank you, senior, for not intervening. Then please stay a little further away, senior, so as not to be affected."
Guo Juling smiled at Yiran, then suddenly retreated a thousand feet.
Just as he was retreating, Yiran and Huang Juetian moved at the same time.
Yiran held the Peach Blossom Sword, leaving cloud patterns and blooming green lotuses on his side, but there was no strange phenomenon on Huang Juetian's side, only the cold sword energy condensed on the long sword.
The two of them didn't say a word, but Jian Gang and Dao Gang collided in mid-air.
As the two figures shot backward at the same time, a thunderous roar resounded throughout the entire city.
"Rumble..."
The two gang energy exploded at the same time, and the boundless air waves directly hit the pavilion building below.
As a result, amid the crackling sound, with the Huang family as the center, numerous nearby pavilions all suffered major or minor damage.
As for the Huang family, just under the residual power of this attack, more than 50% of the buildings were reduced to rubble.
Especially the tall and exquisite pavilions where the spirits who dared not show their faces were not spared from this storm.
Huang Juetian's face suddenly became extremely expressionless. Neither of them gained any advantage from the confrontation just now.
Yiran's martial arts skills are stronger, but his cultivation level is higher, so the two are just evenly matched.
But Huang Juetian couldn't accept the fact that the Huang family was destroyed, so he yelled angrily:
"You thief, how dare you fight me in the sky!"
Unexpectedly, Yiran shook his head and said:
"I came here for revenge. Do you think killing your Huang family members is considered revenge?"
"No, no, no, the accounts between the Huang family and those young monks from outside must be settled today!"
Huang Juetian was immediately furious and couldn't care less. The majestic sword energy once again condensed on the long sword.
"Heaven-cutting sword!"
Huang Juetian roared angrily and slashed out his long sword.
The sword energy condensed on the blade immediately condensed into a dazzling thin line, and the light emitted by the thin line became more dazzling as Huang Juetian's inner energy continued to increase.
"Die to me!"
Following Huang Juetian's roar, the thin line seemed to be splitting the entire space and rushed towards Yiran.
Yiran sneered, and the pure energy in his body began to surge like a tide, condensing into the shadow of a golden sword that enveloped him.
"Diamond Sword Body!"
The golden sword slashed down vertically, while the dazzling sword slashed upwards, and collided with each other in mid-air again.
"Crack, bang, bang."
An even more terrifying roar suddenly erupted, and the terrifying aftereffects almost made half the people in the city unsteady.
As for the entire Huang family, no safe buildings can be seen anymore.
If it weren't for the fact that most families had a place of refuge, I'm afraid they would have suffered heavy casualties from the aftermath of these two battles.
Yiran was still confronting Huang Juetian.
After two seemingly even confrontations, Yi Ran was still strong, but the aging Huang Juetian had begun to gasp for air.
"Heaven-Slaying Sword", the top-level martial skill of Xuan level, is actually his best move.
So at this moment, Huang Juetian knew very well that he could not do anything to the young man in front of him.
So he turned to look at Guo Juling, who had many spiritual beings gathered around him, and said:
"Brother Guo, my Huang family has done so many things for you, you can't just die without saving me!"
Guo Juling looked at Huang Juetian who was asking for help and said with a smile:
"As the Huang family's loyal ministers to my Guo family, I will certainly not leave you alone."
As he spoke, five more figures appeared in the distance. Mo Xuhua still held Mo Xiangyi and walked over under the leadership of the other two spiritual beings.
Li Jin'er had no choice but to follow behind them, but there was no solution to the problem.
He could ignore the Mo family's face, but after all, he still couldn't just watch something happen to Mo Xiangyi.
After all, the father who can force Mo Xiangyi to marry can definitely kill his daughter for himself!
Yi Ran looked in that direction, and an icy chill broke out on his body.
"Senior Guo, I don't know what you mean?"
